Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he jump or was he
He left a note which no one
In desperate the note just said:
"Never turn my back on
turn is back on me.
Never tried to drop out,
I just couldn't get in the start."

The children all clever games
The gave them clever names
Turned them all from very
On to the drug
Feed T.V. everyday
Teach them just how they play
For the ones that to stray
Cut them off till obey

Our little was not the type
To want to have to stand and
Bully all could pick
Upon the lonely kid
The grown ups all looked and long
Said "He's got two he can stand on"
We like the sickly ones
The boisterous ones are more fun

He found it hard to
Cause he laughed or want he cried
In the wrong place be chastised
An idiot to be
Never learnt to the game the way
your supposed to play
Never the things to say
Or lock emotion safe

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He a note which no one read
In desperate hand the just said:
"Never turn my on society
Society is back on me.
All the can not be wrong
It be me I don't belong."
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"

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The child is full of woe
the unfree adult he will grow
Have children of is own
On and on and so it

your hands from off your genitals
Eat greens and grow up strong
Don't piss yourself it's very
Stephen, Stephen don't you
Don't speak now we are
Not a word you disgrace
There's people
Don't us
And let us catch you masturbate

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I was a baby my mummy told me
If I was a bad boy daddy scold me
When I was a my mummy lectured
If I was a boy I would be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In your I'm not to be respected
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values that you and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place I can't go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three pike
My gone
My gone

When I was a little girl my mummy me
Had to make an effort to make pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a credit to the rest of the

Mummy, daddy, what more would you
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place where I go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of identity
and three pike suits
My mummy's
My mummy's

Now I'm older, I know that you scared me
But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me
I know a victim just just like me
You can feel the pressure just like me

Mummy, daddy, what more you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
Take you on but I'm one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's
To a place where I go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
Supermarkets and pike suits
My gone
My gone